I am unemployed. It’s a very long time since I said that, in fact it would be nearly 20 years since I was unemployed but I’ve never been ‘let go’ before because there wasn’t enough work to keep my job afloat.
Six months ago I resigned from an organisation I’d been in for 16 years because I needed a fresh outlook and I wanted to do something different. In the back of my head I realised that it probably wasn’t the ‘safest’ option, but I did it anyway. After all, I figured, surely with the skills I’ve got I would get another job if it came to that and now I really hope it does.
I’ve got two weeks pay then a bit of annual leave and after that I’m on my own financially, apart from any government benefits I might be entitled to. I’ve no husband or partner that will help keep me afloat. It’s me. I’m the sole breadwinner.
Luckily I don’t lead an extravagant lifestyle. My cleaner will go but that’s the only luxury I really have that I will curtail. I will keep my iPhone and the monthly fee that goes with it, and I will also keep my broadband connection at home. Neither of these are really cheap but they are two things that will hopefully aid me in my job search.
I was surprisingly upbeat and optimistic about it all until last night when I started to feel sorry for myself. I felt kind of empty and a bit lost. I soon snapped myself out of it because it’s easy to think about others who are doing it harder than me. I read a status update of a friend on Facebook this morning from a friend who’s doing it pretty tough health wise. I recently reconnected with her via Facebook after about 25 years. She’s got serious health problems. She’s lost about 70kg of weight in the last few months and despite numerous doctor and hospital visits her condition goes undiagnosed. I can’t imagine how that feels. At least I have my health.
At the back of mind I”m slightly freaking out that I won’t get a job very quickly and I’ll have to exist on government benefits which I don’t want to do.
In the meantime I need to keep myself occupied during the day while my son’s at school which I am sure I will manage.